In the Pale Moonlight RP (Companion Thread)

[Yoritomo Raiden]

I liked the name and the enthusiasm of Ken. I mean not everyone can say a child named them. Wait now that I have thought on it we will keep it here at this camp. However the name seemed as good as any to have until I could remember more. I laughed out loud, a boisterous and hearty laugh that made some birds leap of their branches startled. I noticed also that Hachirobi flinched ever so slightly like he was going to go for his sword.

I turned from everyone exposing my back to them. I looked up into the night sky, at the moon. Who was I? Something had happened to me. I didn’t believe these people were responsible. They seemed like good people. I looked into the nights clouds and took in a deep breath. I smells the thunder in the nights air, a storm is coming. How ominous, these are interesting times.

"Seems like a good name until I can figure out who I am." I amiled warmly and crouched down to look at Ken eye to eye. "Thank you little one." I reached to him and scruffed his hair. I raised back to my feet and looked at Eisho. "I am your sword, direct me."

[Kakita Mitsouko]

Masamoto, then. Good. A bit contraried, she sighed.

Stranger, my companions and I are very intrigued about your situation, but agreed that you don't seen to be of immediate threat. So you can stay with us... for now. But, if you want to be with us, please... wear this and don't bring us any problem. We aren't aware of your identity and of course we don't want to be involved with your problems. Eisho got a black cloth, identical the one she wore, and gave it to Masamoto.

I think Masamoto can be glad to us and get some of the jade that sword has, to give your saviors. Oda said, direct to the point, gathering some horrified glances of his companions and son.
What? The truth now is a flaw? The man asked us if he could retribute us for all we made. We are no rich men...and woman. We need jade.

Please, father, your blunt sincerity sometimes can make people misunderstood who you really are. Rinzo said.

No, Rinzo. My blunt sincerity can embarrass important persons and got me in trouble. It's a fact. the old ronin said, with humor. The man lost his memory. is good to see what reality is.

Not everybody agree with your method, Oda-san. Eisho chuckled.

Ken was poking the mysterious Hachirobi, who seemed to be friend of the little boy more than everyone else.

Sit down, Masamoto-san. Oda said. Let's try to understand your story. Unless you are using the loss of memory as a excuse to hide your identity, it will be a good exercise.

Father!

Don't worry, Rinzo. the man is not offended. If he is, I will make you my champion. With a blink the old man sat down again, rolling his parchments.

The old man is right, Rinzo. Hachirobi said, from the place he was drawing in the soil with the boy. If Masamoto will be with us, as soon he recovers his memory, better. So he will decide if his place is here or elsewhere.
The boy stopped his drawing, looked at Masamoto like an adult would do.

[Yoritomo Raiden]

I gave a long stare to Oda, evaluating the older man. I reached over to wear the string of jade beads I pulled them off carefully undoing the string and reached out my hand to give all but two of the beads to Oda. I looked the man in the eyes "I will keep these two for wherever the road takes me."

Oda nodded in satisfaction to my comment "Most generous young man!" He smiled at me.

There was a odd smell on the wind I noticed. I closed my eyes and felt the breeze caressing my face. I took a deep breath in. I could hear a voice in my head. Not really a different voice mind you. Like my thoughts talking to me, but ones that were put in my head due to rigorous training. (All you have to do is open your eyes)

I opened my eyes and surveyed my rescuers. They all seemed to be looking at me, or trying not to look at me while actually looking at me.

"So Oda allow me to meditate on this all, and I will reflect and recall everything for you." I said with a little irritation in my voice. I drank some water and sat in a meditative stance thinking on the events that got me here.

[Kakita Mitsouko]

Rinzo came to him, a frown of shame in his forehead.
Masamoto, please. Get it back. He stretched the hand with the jade beads to the amnesic man, looking at the others. I think you are now satisfied about the man without memory. He is no without honor.
Forgive us. As you can imagine, some cynicism is necessary when you grow aware you have not many to count on. But we still aren’t extortioners.
Look, Masamoto. Eisho come back with a sack, that she threw in his feet. There are your things. Everything we found with you. Maybe there's something you can recall.
After that she took her son with her and entered another hut. Rinzo still looked at him. As did Hachirobi and Oda.

[Yoritomo Raiden]

Scene Music
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The cool breeze caressed my face like a lover would do. the thought of this made me feel all to familiar. Like the muscles in my face knew this sensation. My heart swelled with this thought. I am in love I thought, it felt right. Undoubtedly this had something to do with how I got here. it was a safe assumption to make since real love was a driving force to be reckoned with.

I looked up at everyone keeping this revelation to myself. My face showed no emotion whatsoever. In that split second everyone was looking at me, then they moved their eyes to act as though their attention was elsewhere. Gears moved in my head. They were expecting something from me, as if it was just time. These people assuredly knew more of this situation then they were leading on.

I brushed aside my pile of belongings, neatly organizing all my belongings into ordered individual piles. Easy to inspect. Looking at how I did this by instinct alone led me to believe if I was a ronin I was not one by exile. there was too much order in my actions. Not usually the actions of one whom discards ones duty.

My clothes were in tatters. By now the grime and mud was dried and flaked off easily. My clothes were Brown and tans from how I could make out. No great clan used these colors. Sparrow, Badger, and Monkey did though, and of course the ronin. The stink coming off of these clothes made me grit my teeth and put them aside.

"I'm afraid to burn these, they might release an oni!" I jested and enjoyed the reactions of the onlookers. I also heard a boy giggle in the tent. I knew they were listening. Ok I was sure now these people knew who I actually was. I kept note of everyone's weapons positions in case a fight would ensue. However if these people wanted me dead they could have easily finished me off, and if they didn't want me to know who I was they could have discarded my belongings and evaded the subject when brought up. this was a test!!

I opened up what was left in my traveling pack. Golden wheat buns were left in the pack, moldy from the water of the river and the oni's presence. Golden wheat buns were made in the village of Kudo, and really expensive. Sparrow clan didn't indulge in these delights due to their wealth issues. Badger clan wouldn't go that far down to Kudo for buns. Monkey clan however had relations with Kudo due to relations with the management of the province and was certainly close enough.

The jade beads that were around my blade obviously meant I was a man that had importance in the clan.

"I see, mmmm." I said surveying the men at the camp. They stirred expectantly.

So facts: I have money or importance due to the jade, I am a member of the Monkey clan, and I am in love, and encountered a oni in the ri.........

It all came back to me, EVERYTHING....

[Kakita Mitsouko]

Monkey-sama? Monkey-sama? A little hand touched him, in the dark. Masamoto was in the same place he was sit down hours before, on the front of his belongings. The night dew covered his head, shoulders and arms, but it was unnoticed until right now, when Ken, Eisho’s son, took him from the trance.
You need to come with me, the ‘other Masamoto’ is calling. The boy whispered, when perceived him aware enough to pay attention.
The night was quiet and there was no adult at sight, in the haven of the ronin.